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revealed the same
results.
     
    Ram felt like her touch was so tender; it
moved something deep inside him. And his pain was almost secondary
to his attraction to her. She brought his right leg across,
stretching the hip muscles slowly, and on again to the left leg
with the same stretch. His right leg was again rolled, as well as
the left, with her expert touch.
    "Remove your shirt," she told him quietly
"and turn on your stomach please.
    He shucked it off. Her warm, capable hands
began massaging and manipulating his shoulders around, then moved
to the small of his back, where she kneaded.
    "You're really tight," she whispered, almost
to herself, he thought.
    But when she straddled him, below his hips,
he almost groaned from the sensation, as she pulled his arms back,
forward, back, then began the deep, penetrating massage. She seemed
to know instinctively where his pain was located, and avoided the
spots close to his spine.
    He felt his erection start, but ignored it,
and lost himself in the feeling of her. But, soon a sense of
urgency began that he couldn't ignore. Slowly turning over, while
hanging onto her, he knew he'd surprised her.
    "What--" she began.
    His hands came up behind her neck, and he
pulled her face to his.
    "Please--"
    Finally, he was able to kiss her, feel her
lips on his. She stopped struggling, as the kiss drew deeper.
    Flitting his tongue inside her mouth,
tasting, probing, it was her turn to moan now.
    Darkness fell and the kiss drew on and on, as
he let out the pent up frustration of their plane ride. He wanted
her closer, closer to his chest, he couldn't get her close
enough.
     
    She felt his lips, now whispering unknown
words against her cheek, urgently, as she felt his hardness against
her. And she was powerless to stop him, and was helpless for a
minute or two as he kissed and whispered against her lips, "So...so
very beautiful...darlin'..."
    With her own reaction to him, to the totality
of the man, she knew she'd have to leave him here, take a plane
home.
    "This can't be," she said, pulling away from
him, climbing off the bed. She was shaking now, as she opened the
slider and walked onto the large balcony, into the muggy heat of
Hawaii.
    A few minutes later, he came up in back of
her, slowly folding his arms around her as he whispered, "I'm
sorry...so sorry. Can you forgive me?"
    "I'm here to help you," she said, sounding
steadier than she felt. "If you can't rein it in, I'll have to
leave. I am not looking for a relationship." It was on the tip of
her tongue to say she already had a lover, but she didn't have one,
and she hated lying anyway. It was none of his business, and she
planned to keep it that way. She moved forward, out of his
arms.
    "I'll leave you alone," he whispered. "Don't
go. I don't want that."
    She nodded, and he went to his room.
     
    Her cell phone rang early the next morning.
It was Natalie.
    "What time is it?"
    "I don't know, with the time difference. I
just wanted to get you before you were with him."
    "I did the assessment yesterday."
    "And, how did that go?"
    "Dicey. I think he's too horny for me to
continue."
    "Sweetie, have you looked at yourself lately?
You don't even have to wear make-up, it's sickening. Your
complexion is flawless and your body is fine. So, where were you
when it happened?"
    "What?"
    "The horn-dog routine."
    "I sat on his back. It was just easier for me
with him being on the bed and all."
    "Jesus, no wonder."
    "It's still no excuse."
    "What exactly happened?"
    Her mind went back to his kisses and urgent
whispers in the twilight. She couldn't say anything
momentarily.
    "Hmmm," Nat said, "that good, 'eh?"
    "No comment."
    "So are you coming back here then?"
    "I'll give him one more chance. Today I'll
make that determination."
    "Just give him a break. It's been a while
since his accident. He's probably not been with anyone since that.
So, try not to be too hard on him."
    Jace sniffed. "All right. I just had a
thought. Maybe I should get a portable table